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Psycho's Only Cure

Rong Xuan/Luciella de Luca a woman who has a tendency of going crazy, she is a high profile celebrity whose love and hate by many. She listens to no one, abide to no rules, her personal policy was 'To live a unrestraint life' ---------- Rong Yu/Alessandro de Luca a man of little words. have little to no patience. Kill without batting an eye, a man of psychopathic heart. For him whatever makes him feels right will be the law. He has no feelings for anyone or anything, life feels dull to him. ----------- What happens if two aloof people met each other after a very long time, and what would unfold if they found out their special bond. Read and you'll find out! Note: This novel is an Original story by (ZDY_) **** The covers does not belong to me. All the credits goes to the original owner.

ZDY_ · Urban
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68 Chs

Chapter 65: People will see...

26 November, 20XX (Friday)

A day had passed, it was in the afternoon when Luciella was called by Alessandro. She gritted her teeth, walking out of where Ji Nuan was residing in. She walked towards the study room, all while contemplating what to tell him.

She did not bother to knock on the door, she just pushed the huge black oak door open. Before she even got into the room, she saw Alessandro resting against the sofa. His eyes was closed, she gulped when she saw his sharp adams apple.

Strolling into the room, she stood in front of Alessandro. Knowing full well the man was awake, she pursed her lips when she saw he was still closing his eyes. "Third Uncle..."

"The trip is in three days time, prepare everything you need." Alessandro informed, giving her no room of argument. He was drained from all the work, when he smelt the rosy scent coming from Luciella. He unknowingly wanted to inhale more of it.

'Is he not going to ask me about Ji Nuan??' she felt puzzled, she thought she was going to be punished again.

"Is there anything else?" Luciella asked in a quivering tone, wanting to test the water.

Alessandro did not spoke for a long time, before he signal her to leave. Luciella sigh in relieve, "Are you not going to ask me about the Ji's?" She still felt she should ask, if not she would feel uneasy throughout.

'Do you?' Alessandro smirked, opening his eyes. He looked at her, he did not speak but Luciella knew what he meant. 'I do not care what you do, punish or kill others is none of my concern. Behave well and stay by my side, you will have the freedom you want.' this what he always told her.

"Then I will get going first, rest well Third uncle." Luciella was about to turn and leave when Alessandro stopped her.

"The date is near, have you start preparing." What he asked, made Luciella cowered in fear.

Alessandro looked at her stiffened back, he had on a devilish smile. "Come here."

Luciella shuddered at his cold tone, turning around she walked towards him. "Kneel" Alessandro looked down at her, as she knelt in front of him.

He took a small box from under the coffee table which was in front of him, it was a black box with golden lining. With only one look, Luciella knew full well what that was. 'Was it the time to...' she thought.

Since Luciella was wearing a turtle neck shirt, Alessandro pulled the collar down. Opening the box, Luciella gulped at the sight. A tracker, more known as a mark. Simply said it was another luxurious collar, the collar was thin and cold as it was made with platinum.

There was carvings written on it, Alessandro was about to clicked the collar to her neck when Luciella stopped him with her hands. "Can we don't use that, people will see." Her eyes were red as she stared into those deep and emotionless eyes.

'Clicked!' the collar was locked on her neck, Luciella felt suffocated. From average people's view, everyone will think that it was a normal fashion accessories. But for the upper class people, they knew what the collar meant.

Not many can see the collar, only those with higher ranks. Each and every individuals in the upper circle, from different families has one of this sort of encrypted collar. Its design was different from each family, and its function was known that it is to mark a person.

People from the upper class had slaves, and those that wear the collar means it is known that the person has a master. Normal people like the public will never be able to see the collar, only those that holds the power can see it.

Which was limited to a very little group, it was a long story between Alessandro and Luciella. Making her, his slave. Yes, slave. "Do you like it?" Alessandro smile at her, his hands caressing her fair neck.

Luciella looked down onto the floor, feeling extremely burdened with the collar on her. "I am not your slave, Elina Walker the only granddaughter of Karin Walker is never going to be your slave!" she glared at the man.

Alessandro remained emotionless, those deep blue eyes stared at her. 'We have a lot of time, my canary.' he smirked at his thoughts.

He was waiting for 'the night', a day he had been waiting for. The Elaina Walker, will be his. He will ingrained it into her mind and body, whether she likes it or not. Alessandro took out the collar, as all he thought at first was to test her reaction.

"Why do you do this to me, Luca!" Her voice broke at the end, she look helpless.

Alessandro pulled her up, making her stand. Before he reached his hands into her clothes, touching the mark he had on her. "To make you fully mine." he pinched on the mark, earning a grimace from Luciella.

"I'm already yours." She looked into his deep blue eyes.

'Mine' He smiled at her, leaning close to her. "No, not unless you..."

"I will."

"You will?" Alessandro eyes slightly widened, he grabbed her arms and look at her.

Tears streamed down her fair face, she nodded. "Follow as planned" she pushed him away, feeling lost.

"Good girl." All was in his control, he knew she was his and always will be.